Some say that I’m crazy
Some say that I’m weird
Some say that I can’t be real
Others say that I have a disease
Some say that it will come to an end
Some say that it makes me blind
Some say that I’m a fool
I tell them that I’m infected alright
Infected by a disease we all know too well
That has taken control over me
And I just can’t shake it or get it out of my mind.
That disease is LOVE and the object of
my love, my wife, hold the answer and the antidote.
Between me and U I think she has lost it.